This post has been many years in the making. However, I will only share a tidbit today.

Really, it’s been a story of perseverance, HOPE, faith, discipline and obedience.

As a mother, I feel a deep urge to share this to spur you on in your own faith journey. At times, I just wanted to hold these things close to my heart.

However, I believe God desires us to share our stories. To encourage each other and help light the path for each other when it is hard to see.

I will praise you, LORD, with all my heart; I will tell of all the marvelous things you have done. Psalm 9:1

I remember it so well. It was exactly one year ago.

Sitting at the top of the stands in the volleyball arena, flanked by my family and friends, I held tight to a small wooden cross.

The time had finally come. My daughter’s dream of going to the State Championship game with her high school team was happening.

She had gone once before— her Sophomore year, but they did not win.

Now, here she was, a senior. Her last chance to clench that title. Her last chance EVER.

For the last several years, I have written in my prayer journal daily…

“Create in me a pure heart, renew a steadfast spirit within me.” Psalm 51:10

Honestly, the focus of the prayer and plea to God was on the pure heart. I really did not think much about the second half of the prayer…renewing a steadfast spirit within me.

Over the past several months, the word “steadfast” has a whole new meaning to my heart.

God has been answering that prayer that I did not even realize I was praying.